I am going through some family turmoil that is the consequence of an epic personal betrayal. I can’t tell the story now because… it’s not right or productive. But as spectacular prideful errors go, someone has absolutely exceeded themselves, and it isn’t me (for once).

Someday… but perhaps best told from a calming distance in time. Let’s just say that there are many movies made about the past historic events that make the present treachery quite breathtakingly dumb. Quisling can’t rival…